A breath of silence.

Three breaths of silence.

Ten breaths of silence.

Wow!

The extreme silence was followed by extreme cheers and screams. Almost all but a handful of people were boiling loudly. They cheered for the game, they cheered for a new star! Of course, the reason for their cheers was basically the latter.

Because a few years later, many of them will show off to their friends and children and grandchildren after dinner: "The first battle of Yang Fan's fame is what I witnessed." That's when I knew he was going to be a champion!"

The cheers of the people were like the waves of the sea, wave after wave, and they continued for a long time without stopping. People were excited, surprised, envious, or jealous, shouting at the people around them, excited that they had the privilege of witnessing the game.

"Yang Fan won, it was really Yang Fan who won! This is incredible, he actually defeated Liu Ying, who won three consecutive championships!"

"The era of Liu Ying and Zhao Wuji has passed, and Yang Fan's era has come!"

"It is said that poplars are geniuses, but we have never seen poplars fight. His younger brother is so powerful, so how strong should the poplar tree be?"

"The same cannot be said. Maybe Yang Shu is not as powerful as Yang Fan?"

"Yang Fan must be more powerful, he can even defeat Liu Ying, a soul guest of the Earth Soul Realm, he is a real genius!"

"By the way, Liu Ying is already a soul guest, but she was still defeated in the hands of Yang Fan, which is incredible. This Yang Fan is only fifteen years old...... When I was fifteen years old, I had just developed my divine powers. ”

"Haha! I already knew that the champion must be Yang Fan. ”

"Are you farting, right? At the beginning of the game, you clearly said that Yang Fan couldn't last a minute. ”

"Did I say that? No, you must have misheard......

“......”

Compared with the cheers of the crowd, the seats of the Zhao family fell silent. Yang Fan's victory should have made them cheer, but on the contrary, many of them were crying.

Qin Ling, Zhao Youxin and a group of juniors couldn't cry anymore. Even Zhao Tie, an iron-clad man, silently left tears.

He had no distractions, hugged Qin Ling's arm, and said sincerely: "Qin Ling, Xiao Fan is really fighting for you." ”

Zhao Cheng's eyes were also filled with tears, and he took a long breath and sat down like a puddle of mud. At the moment when this victory came, he did not laugh at Liu Ziang as he did at the beginning. At this time, no one in the Liu family would set their eyes on him, for fear of being ridiculed and ridiculed by him. Losers never like to appreciate the eyes of winners.

And Zhao Cheng just sat alone in the chair and smiled with relief.

It's finally over......

Once upon a time, in Zhao Cheng's heart, Yang Fan's safety was already greater than the result of the game.

Win or lose, as long as Yang Fan is safe.

"Xiaofan......" Zhao Cheng clenched his fists with ten fingers, supported his jaw, and finally a teardrop slipped down from the corner of his eye. "Grandpa, thank you. ”

"Thank you......"

At this moment of the end of the game, people cheered, people screamed, people cried...... But no one remembers the loser who was knocked down. One second he was still an idol in the hearts of countless people, a famous figure in Kowloon Town, but the next second he was forgotten.

This is the wonderful thing that often happens in this wonderful world,

Yang Fan was already very weak, but in the cheers and eyes of the people, he would not fall like this. He will always remember his brother's words, the blood on the corner of a man's mouth, don't wipe it in front of your opponent, wipe it, and wipe it again when you go home.

From this sentence, he understands that a man must fall, not in front of others, especially when everyone is looking at you, the victor, with admiration.

Even though he wanted to fall.

Although he had already produced soul power seeds, the soul power seeds were still very tender, their strength was limited, and the speed and quantity of soul power provided were also at the lowest end. But he desperately overdrawn, showing that he released a soul qi wave blessed with 3 dragon soul seals, and later released a soul qi wave blessed with 6 dragon soul seals. Although he had taken more than a dozen high-quality two-star soul pills at once, allowing him to gain enough soul power, that practice was quite dangerous. If you are not careful, it will explode and turn into powder, and there will be no scum left in the dead.

Now, he seized the opportunity and released all his soul power, and there was no danger to his life, but his body was injured by the power of those two-star soul pills, and his body was extremely weak.

It can be said that although he won this match, it was also equivalent to a heavy blow.

Only he knows how dangerous it is to win this game.

The sudden increase in the power of the Soul Qi Wave was something that no one expected. And Liu Ying, naturally, didn't expect it.

He is a new soul guest, although the realm has reached the earth soul realm, he is completely unfamiliar with the body laws and power use of the earth soul realm, so there is no better way to deal with it. Yang Fan's soul qi surged, and he couldn't resist it at all.

And Yang Fan was too exaggerated, and he actually blessed the soul qi wave with 3 dragon soul seals at one time. Such a big deal, not many people in the past and present would do this.

The stubbornness of the Divine Soul Guest will not let them have such thoughts and ideas.

Yang Fan's thinking mode, which is different from that of Shenzhou Soul Ke, is undoubtedly the key to his victory.

The most unexpected actions are often unexpectedly successful.

When the cheers and noise in the crowd finally subsided, the high-pitched voice of the host finally overshadowed the thunderstorm and sounded loudly on the high platform.

"The champion of this year's Xinying Club Competition, Zhao Jia Yang Fan!"

Wow!

People are boiling again!

As is customary, after the competition, there is also a dinner that counts as the closing ceremony.

Every year, this dinner is an all-night stay, and everyone gets together to eat, drink and have fun.

The loser may choose to leave, but the victorious side must accept the congratulations.

In fact, at this time, the representatives of the organizers of Sioux City and the adults of the Yamen of Jiulong Town had already walked towards the Zhao and Liu families.

At this moment, the dust settled, and Yang Fan's small body could no longer support it, and he fell backwards.

A nimble figure jumped onto the platform, grabbed him, and laid him down in his arms.

Looking at this face, a smile appeared on Yang Fan's cheeks that had not yet closed his eyes, and he said softly: "Brother, I won, I didn't disappoint you, right?"

Yang Shu looked at his stubborn younger brother, nodded, and praised: "You did a good job, really good." ”

Yang Fan said: "I finally didn't embarrass my brother. My brother is a genius in soul arts, and my younger brother can't be too bad. ”

Yang Shu smiled bitterly, stroked Yang Fan's face, and said solemnly: "Xiao Fan, my brother is proud of you." ”

Yang Fan asked, "Really?"

Poplar nodded, "Really." You are the pride of our family!"

Yang Fan smiled happily, closed his eyes happily, and fell asleep in his brother's arms.